The voice of the speaker was very loud, and at the same time as the voice came in, a long-haired man in colorful clothes also walked into the flower hall, and the man was followed by five or six strong men, and the words just now were said by one of them.

"There's an aroma in this hall, and it smells pretty good. ”

As soon as the big man came in, he stretched his arms and pulled a woman next to him into his arms, and the woman screamed, but she couldn't break free.

Seeing this scene, many Confucian people changed their complexions, but no one spoke, but they wondered in their hearts: "Why did they come?

Seeing this, Qi Xin stepped forward and said to the long-haired man, "Glolan, take care of your people!"

This long-haired man is none other than the little prince of the swamps, Gloland.

Hearing Qi Xin's reprimand, before Glolan could reply, the big man shouted: "What? Isn't it just pulling a girl?"

The prince of the swamp people, Glolan, said loudly: "Song Gaosu, Miss Song has invited us, so you have to give face to the master's family, follow the customs of the villagers, and let people go first." ”

"This ...... Yes, sir. The big man of the swamp, Song Gaosu, was a little reluctant, but he still let go of his hand and let go of the woman in his arms.

Song Qian stood up, first ordered someone to help the slave who fell to the ground up, and then stepped forward and said, "Glolan, I know you don't like this kind of occasion, but today Mr. Zhao asked you, don't do too much." ”

"Miss Song, don't worry, we swamp people have always said that one is one, and we will do what we say. Gloren nodded.

"Okay!" Song Qian smiled slightly, "In the past, you didn't want to participate in the poetry meeting, saying it was boring, but today is different, even my father and Mr. Zhao have arrived, and the heroes of the entire Wuxin City are gathered together, I heard that you were studying in Guozijian." I've also written poems, so why not show your skills?"

"Since the girl has a life, I should try it myself. Gloland's grim face showed a look of confidence.

On the other side, Song Qian's gaze swept over the few people behind Glolan, and said with a smile: "The few people who follow you are all swamp warriors, so you don't have to go out." "As the daughter of the Jiedu, she knows the way to win, and she knows that her father is trying to win over the tribe of Gloland. So he took advantage of the situation and let a few big men stay.

"Why is he here!" Suddenly, the arrogant and domineering Song Gaosu's gaze fell to one place, and his face changed, revealing scruples and fear.

"Huh?" Noticing this, Gloren also looked over, and when she saw Qiu Yan in the corner of the flower hall, her face immediately turned cold, and her eyes showed a gloomy color, "Oh, why is this person here? He also came to compose poetry?"

He said that. The others were confused at first, and then they followed their gaze, and then they understood.

Just listened to Fang Ziyan and said: "The little prince also knows this person? This Qiu Yan can be described as a blockbuster today, and he is crowned with the title of Wuxin's first talent." It is not an exaggeration. Fang Ziyan asked knowingly, he had already learned about the contradiction between Qiu Yan and Glolan from Zhang Sheng and Liu Sheng, and he had ulterior motives when he said this. There is a sense of provocation.

Gloren listened, didn't say anything, and sneered. glanced at Fang Ziyan, and was not provoked to trouble Qiu Yan, but took a few subordinates and went straight to find a few seats to sit down.

Song Qian clapped her hands, and soon someone served food, the swamp people were different from the Central Plains habits, and if they wanted to make it not destroy the atmosphere of the Wenhui, they had to use food to appease them.

"Delicious!" Na Song Gaosu took the pastry, one bite at a time, hahadaxiao, eating and eating, he glanced at the Confucian next to him, noticed the other party's frightened eyes, and felt that Qiu Yan's frightened courage had recovered a little.

Look at the prince of our family, although he reads, he has practiced martial arts and killed people since he was a child, and he is still brave in martial arts. This Song Gaosu wanted to get back face from other Confucian students, "A few days ago, I saw two people who were reading, and as soon as I raised my fist, I scared them into trembling, hahaha!"

After saying this, several swamp men looked at each other, and a heroic aura suddenly permeated out.

It's just that they are heroic, but many Confucian scholars are embarrassed.

At this time, I saw Fang Ziyan come forward and said: "This is a strong man, your vision is different, I heard that you are all rare warriors, you have fought with the little prince, and you have been to the capital, and you have seen Da Rui's treasures, and your mood has changed, and it is naturally terrifying." ”

He first complimented the swamp people, but he did not fall into the character of Da Rui, and then changed the conversation: "I wait for the study, and I must step by step, as long as I have ambitions in my heart, there is no opportunity to worship the prime minister, and then it will be another weather." ”

This implies that the scholar is not afraid of the swamp people, but that Matsutaka Su and others have extraordinary knowledge and are above them, and when the scholar becomes an official in the future and has his own momentum, it will be different, which can be described as neither humble nor arrogant.

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Confucianism's momentum returned, and he felt that he had found his way back, and his waist straightened up.

"Yes, it is the different status, the momentum is different, the strong man can lead an army, we can't compare now, but in the future, the title of the gold list is a different picture, it is the momentum and fortune have changed. ”

"Yes, I have climbed the stairs, studied hard for ten years, and now I have become a Xiucai, and my personality has changed, and compared with farmers and cloth clothes, I am even better. ”

"Brother Luo, you are really good at comparing, the cloth farmers are flies and dogs all day long, you compare us with the farmers, it is insulting to Sven, it is too inappropriate. ”

"I waited hard every day to study so that my relatives could get rid of poverty and stop doing poor farm work. ”

"Well said! Ambitious! However, you and I will become officials in the future, and the fertile land will become a vast land, so we must treat the servants well and let them work with peace of mind. ”

Although there are many Confucian scholars who are talented from poor families, after hearing this, some echo it, some are silent, and no one refutes it.

Song Gaosu didn't want to lose, and said with a smile: "You farmers in the Central Plains are really useless, as long as you charge, you will scatter as birds and beasts, and those who can't escape are caught, they just beg for mercy, and their bones are too soft." ”

"The mountain village man, I don't know the sage education, I can't count, the general trend of the country and the dynasty depends on my generation. Fang Ziyan responded lightly, and for a while, the two sides came and went, arguing with each other.

That's when it happened.

Syllable!

I heard a soft sound, which was extremely crisp, and it spread, and it actually suppressed the words of several people.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Qiu Yan standing up from his seat, and the soft sound was made when he put down his pen.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qiu Yan came straight to Song Qian and said, "Qiu has something I want to ask Miss Song. ”

Song Qian was shocked by his move, but still nodded and said, "Childe, please speak." ”

If Qiu Yan came to her like this before today and said that she had something to ask, Song Qian didn't say anything, and others would also say that Qiu Yan didn't know how to advance or retreat, but now that she has experienced riddles and writing, Qiu Yan's status and prestige have changed, and she came abruptly, and it didn't seem abrupt.

Qiu Yan asked directly: "Two years ago, Lingtang sent people to the villages in southern Xinjiang to arrest famous scholars, did the girl know about this? What happened to those scholars?"

"Arrested? How did you say this? Those people were all invited by their mother's people," Song Qian heard this, her face was a little ugly, but she still said patiently, "After they came to Wuxin City, the city treated each other with courtesy, but later they were not satisfied with the water and soil, and they were sent away by their mother." ”

Due to the large number of people around, some words could not be said clearly, but after listening to this answer, Qiu Yan had a rough idea in his heart, so he nodded and arched his hand towards Song Qian, Qi Xin and others: "Qiu has other things to do today, so I will leave first." ”

After saying this, he turned around and left.

“zhanzhu！”

Glolan, who was sitting in one place, suddenly spoke, this swamp prince knew why he was here, even if he didn't have the heart of reconciliation, but if he let Qiu Yan leave like this, it would be too embarrassing for him.

But Qiu Yanli ignored it and continued to move forward.

Glolan's eyes became more and more gloomy, he turned his head to look at Song Gaosu, who was startled, and although he had palpitations, he still cried out: "My prince asked you to zhanzhu, didn't you hear?" Don't you know that if you provoke us, you will be killed, and the emperor and the Jiedu envoy will also pardon the crime and appease me?"

Qiu Yan finally stopped, turned his head and said with a smile: "The luck of the villain of the pardoner, the misfortune of the gentleman." You are not ashamed, but proud, and always talk about the court's pardon, pitiful and pathetic. With that, he shook his head, turned and walked out of the gate.

The straight-hearted Gloland gritted his teeth and creaked, but forced them again.

As soon as Qiu Yan went, the entire flower hall fell silent, and after a while, someone said: "I don't know what to do!"

This sound brought everyone back to their senses, and there was a lot of discussion, at this time, there was a sound of talking from upstairs, it turned out that Song Yuan and Zhao Chengcheng received the notice and walked down.

When Fang Ziyan saw this scene, he thought about the performance of Glolan, and it was clear at the moment.

"I see, it is estimated that the envoy of Jiedu or Mr. Zhao wanted to be a peacemaker, so he invited the prince of the swamp people, but Qiu Yan actually said goodbye without saying goodbye, toasted without eating, and ate punishment wine. At this thought, Fang Ziyan showed a smile.

Fang Ziyan was not the only one who thought of this, but Qi Xin also figured out the key and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Qiu Yan's step is a fork, this style of being a peacemaker is not in line with the general, it should be Mr. Zhao's idea," thinking about it, he turned his head to look at the table next to him, "For the sake of this hand, it shouldn't be too harsh, huh?

When he looked at it, he found that on the top of the paper, there was a five-character poem written on it.

"Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn. There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death. ”

Reading the poem out in a low voice, Qi Xin suddenly caught the taste of compassion for the farmer and vague accusation from it, and his heart was suspicious.

"It seems that this poem was not written by the scholar here tonight......" Thinking of what happened just now, Qi Xin's heart flashed and he had a guess, "Could it be Qiu Yan's work?" The artistic conception of this poem is straightforward and simple, but it is in line with his style, even I can understand it at a glance, but it has a deep meaning, at least the Confucian who was clamoring just now will be disgraced after seeing it. (To be continued......)

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